A Big Problem
Part Three
Stacey couldn't believe that she had just watched the boy she raised jerk off in front of her while she stood naked for him in the kitchen. When she reached her bedroom, she closed the door and jumped in bed, burying her fingers inside her and feverishly attacking her clitoris. Stacey looked at the drops of Andrew's come on her leg. She wasn't sure if she had the nerve go through with it until she did; she reached down and gathered his drops from her leg and tasted them. With her free hand, she continued pleasuring herself as she sucked her fingers, fantasizing that Andrew would ignore her closed door and come in to ravage her. But Andrew obeyed the door. They couldn't be together. It was wrong. They both knew it.
For the next several days, Andrew tried to tempt his mother anyway. He purposefully left mother-son porn up on his computer before leaving the house, hoping Stacey would find it. He stopped wearing a shirt when he was home, opting for going commando in gym shorts. He showered with the door open and walked around in a small towel for an hour after.
Stacey teased back. Even though she knew they couldn't be together, she secretly loved that Andrew was horny for her. She paraded around in boy shorts and crop tees. Warren came over a few times and instead of the customary peck on the cheek, Stacey kissed him gently on the lips making sure that Andrew could see. At one point, Stacey came into Andrew's bathroom while he was showering to replace towels that didn't need replacing. She could tell that he was masturbating behind the frosted glass. And as planned, Stacey found Andrew's porn. She returned that particular volley by laying in his bed and masturbating, leaving her scent on his pillow and a wet spot on the mattress. Their flirting was escalating, Andrew and Stacey both hoping and fearing they would cross a line.
Thursday night, Andrew came home late in the evening and entered the kitchen quietly. This had become his custom. He was always hoping to catch his mom in some indiscretion. He noticed a dim light from Stacey's bedroom as he had the previous weekend. He could hear her moaning softly. Andrew stealthily made his way to the walk-in closet. He watched as Stacey pleasured herself with a dildo in one hand and a small vibrator in the other. He stood in the shadows, stroking himself, watching his mother.
"Andrew..." Stacey moaned. Andrew was startled, hearing his mother moan his name. He stepped forward into the light, cock in hand, to reveal his presence. The pair stared at each other. Neither stopped pleasuring themselves. Andrew walked closer to stand alongside the bed, towering over his mother's naked body. Andrew reached down to touch her.
"No, Baby. We can't. Just watch, okay?" The ground rules were thereby established.
Andrew pushed the limits as much as he could. He moved closer to her head and lowered his body, using the wall to keep his balance. He stroked his dick within just a few inches of Stacey's open mouth. Stacey was panting, staring at her son's cock.
"Spit on it," Andrew ordered.
Stacey propped herself up on her elbows to elevate herself. She did as he instructed and dribbled her saliva on the head of his dick. She came so close that Andrew thought for a split second that she was actually going to put his cock in her mouth.
Andrew rubbed her spit down his shaft as he resumed stroking himself. Stacey rested her head back against the pillow and gazed up at Andrew's glistening hard-on. Andrew lowered it even further, to within barely an inch of Stacey's mouth, daring her to suck it.
"Do you like that, Mom? Do you like having my cock so close to your mouth?" Andrew teased.
"Oooh yes, Baby. You're making me so fucking horny." Stacey was forcefully fucking herself with the dildo.
"Don't you wish that was my dick fucking you, Mom?" He teased some more.
"Yes, Baby." Stacey moaned.
"Yes, what?" Andrew demanded.
"Yes, I wish you were fucking me," Stacey had abandoned the vibrator. She was now frantically rubbing her clitoris with one hand and pounding herself with the rubber dick in the other. Andrew stroked himself faster and faster.
"Fuck, yes!" Stacey moaned.
"I'm gonna come, Mom!" Andrew grunted.
"Come for me, Andrew!" Stacey moaned louder and started coming, fixating on the throbbing cock in her face. She opened her mouth wider and stuck her tongue out, giving Andrew a target. "Come on me, Baby!"
Those words sent Andrew into overdrive. He exploded onto Stacey's face and into her open mouth. Stacey came in turn, the warm sensation of Andrew's come on her tongue being so taboo. Andrew took advantage of the chaos and managed to rub his cock along Stacey's tongue and face a few times with the head of his cock as he finished coming. No words were spoken and after only a few brief moments of post-orgasm recovery, Stacey shooed Andrew away. She had hoped this would happen but wasn't quite prepared for the reality of it. "Okay, off you go. Off you go."
Stacey avoided Andrew for all of Friday. Andrew wasn't aware of how close she had come to begging him to fuck her. Stacey didn't trust herself right now. She was having a hard time resisting her sinful urges and an even harder time sorting through her newfound feelings for her son. But Saturday was approaching, and everyone knew it. Warren couldn't wait to continue his so-called training. And Stacey was well aware that Andrew would be watching.
Saturday evening finally arrived. Andrew left the house just before Warren arrived. There was no more pretense between Warren and Stacey. She laid naked in her bed, waiting for him to arrive and using her toys as she had with Andrew.
Warren was hard before he even walked in the room and became even more turned on when he saw Stacey playing with herself. Stacey motioned for Warren to come to her. Warren took the cue from Stacey pulling downward on his hand to drop to his knees. She turned her body toward him, sideways on the bed, and spread her legs in front of him. "Remember what I taught you," she said as she grabbed Warren's head and pulled it to her pussy.
While Warren was working to pleasure Stacey, she saw Andrew sidle into the closet. "That's it, Baby. Remember what Mommy taught you." Stacey stared in Andrew's direction as Warren made her come with his tongue and fingers. Andrew made sure she had a good view of him stroking himself.
Stacey returned her gaze to Warren as he rose from between her legs. "Are you ready to fuck me, now?"
"Yes, Ma'am," Warren replied excitedly.
Stacey shifted herself onto all fours, with her body slightly slanted on the bed so she could turn her head back to see Andrew while still keeping Warren's back to him. Warren quickly undressed and moved behind Stacey.
"Go slow, Baby," Stacey instructed. "Make your cock good and wet first. Remember what you're working with," Warren did as he was told and began sliding his cock inside of Stacey.
"Oh fuck, Mom!" Warren moaned. "That feels so good." He had been waiting all week for this. So had Stacey.
Stacey looked directly at Andrew. "Yeah Sweetie, does that feel good? Are you gonna fuck Mommy with that big dick?"
Warren fucked Stacey smoothly and steadily from behind. Andrew was amazed at how easily Stacey could take his entire dick inside of her.
Warren fucked Stacey like a machine, Stacey making sure Andrew was getting a good view. "Oh, that's a big cock! You're fucking me so good, Sweetie. Keep fucking me. Mommy's gonna come all over your dick!"
After she came, Stacey gave Andrew a subtle nod warning him to hide further in the closet.
"Lay down, Sweetie," she instructed Warren. "Time to practice sixty-nining."
Stacey mounted Warren's face and laid across his stomach. Andrew peeked to see what was happening. He found a sightline where he could watch his mother suck Warren off near the foot of the bed without Warren being able to see him. Andrew and Stacey made eye contact just as she took Warren in her mouth. Warren moaned. Andrew muffled his.
